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Chapter 236 Saving the Wife - Returning to the Old Place

In the study of the Du family in Yizhou, the conversation between the two continued.

Zhou Leng asked:

"There is one thing I don't understand. Who was the one who came up with the idea of ​​the county magistrate during the trip to Nanzhou?"

Du Mengran replied:

"The clumsy tactics of Meiwan Villa are just to alienate the Du family and the court, so why don't I cooperate with the people of Meiwan Villa? They are really too stupid."

Zhou Leng couldn't help but ask, "You dislike them for being simple-minded and strong-limbed?"

Du Mengran looked at the man in surprise and said:

"This description is very appropriate. Many sects only look at the aptitude for martial arts and do not pay attention to poetry and prose, so they are destined to be defeated by those in the court. Failure is just a certainty. Sooner or later, there will be a rule in this world."

Zhou Leng nodded in agreement.

No matter what Du Mengran has done, he is a man with his own ambitions. No wonder those people are willing to die for the Du family. Just like Du Ruo, who has been brainwashed since childhood and is now abandoned, he does not blame others and even asks Zhou Leng to protect the Pavilion Master.

Du Mengran looked at Zhou Leng and said:

"You have to learn the Yizhou dialect this month. I have instructed you to go to Du Lian's shop to help out tomorrow. We will set off for Nanzhou in a month and pass through Panxi as a farewell."

Zhou Leng nodded and left.

Du Mengran looked at the other person leaving, she squinted her eyes and thought.

That night.

Zhou Leng was meditating in the room with a sword beside her. She did this every day after arriving in Yizhou.

At midnight, there were slight footsteps coming from overhead.

Zhou Leng opened his eyes and grasped the hilt of the sword. He didn't have the habit of just lifting the roof to kill. He went out and flew onto the roof. He looked at the masked man in black and said:

"Am I a fool? There are so many experts in this courtyard, and there was no sound around when you came. Did the Pavilion Master send you?"

The man said in a hoarse voice: "Stop talking nonsense and look at the sword."

"Haha, didn't you learn swordsmanship from the Shan family? You still need to remind me before a sneak attack."

After hearing this, the other person attacked with a sword. His sword moves were sharp and hit the vital points. His rich internal force poured into the sword, cutting through iron like mud.

Seeing that the opponent was coming so aggressively, Zhou Leng also tried his best to resist.

The sounds of the two fighting spread in the air, but the many guards in the mansion were so quiet that they seemed to not notice anything.

A quarter of an hour later, the attacker was defeated and flew backwards, and Zhou Leng flew forward to take his life.

The man took off the mask on his face and said:

"Du Ruo, it's me. You are really a martial arts genius. You have only practiced the ordinary swordsmanship and internal strength of the Du family, but you can reach such a level. Tomorrow, I will take you to observe the advanced martial arts of the Du family."

Zhou Leng looked at the other person's exposed face. He looked at him with a look that said "are you sick?". The attacker was none other than Du Mengran, and it seemed that this person could not live without testing.

Zhou Leng felt a little disgusted. Although the other party was the target of the mission, he felt uncomfortable at the moment. He was very disgusted by the thought of becoming the other party's husband in the future. After thinking about it, he said coldly:

"I won't go. No matter how powerful a martial art is, it will still remain essentially the same."

Du Mengran looked at the other person's indifference. She approached with a smile on her face. When she saw the other person retreat, she said jokingly:

"What, are you angry? Oh, no, I won't fight you anymore. Besides, I can't beat you. I just want to test your martial arts! Let me feel your body. Not only are you beautiful with white teeth and a graceful figure, but you are also a martial arts genius. How could I just pick up a treasure like you?"

Zhou Leng looked at her teasing eyes, and he couldn't hide his disdain in his tone and said:

"We were not sincere when we first met. I don't know why you did it, but I did it to repay you. In the future, there will be no Zhenliang Pavilion, and there will be no Pavilion Master Du. Mr. Du will be dead, so I am no longer your husband. From now on, we will go our separate ways."

Du Mengran regained her composure and said in a somewhat cold tone:

"Why, you want to abandon me."

Zhou Leng replied:

"From now on, my name is Zhou Leng, and I am your bodyguard, that's all. If you feel it's inappropriate, we'll never meet again. You know no one can stop me here now, and you've tested my martial arts just now."

Du Mengran didn't say anything, and walked away angrily with a wave of her sleeves.

For a month, the two had no further communication.

Zhou Leng dressed as a waiter every day and went to Du Lian's shop to help out, and Zhou Leng became her new name.

A month later, Du Lian told Zhou Leng that a caravan was about to set off and asked him to prepare.

When Zhou Leng returned to his room, Du Mengran was already waiting there.

This was the second time the two met after a month.

Zhou Leng sat down casually and said, "Why, don't you know that you can't enter a man's room casually?"

Du Mengran seemed calm when she heard this, as if it was not her who left in anger that day.

Du Mengran turned her head to look at the man. She didn't feel out of place at all in his appearance as a servant. His extraordinary temperament and good looks were all hidden under his shabby grey clothes.

Du Mengran said directly:

"I've thought through what you said last time. I married multiple men in order to make people think I was lustful. There is no real wife-husband relationship between us, so we don't need to divorce. From now on, you are my cousin, but I can't let you be a bodyguard."

Du Mengran pointed at the bundle on the table and said:

"We are leaving tomorrow, and you can't wear the clothes you wear. I'm here to give you some clothes to wear. I heard that you've been calling yourself Zhou Leng for the past month. This name is good. It's fate. My new name is Du Ruo. What do you think?"

Zhou Leng looked at the other person suspiciously. He thought that Du Mengran was indeed a bit perverted. He couldn't hide his disdain and said:

"It doesn't matter if you're called Du Meng or Du Ran, why are you called Du Ruo? Thanks to you, everyone knows that Du Ruo is Du Fulang from the Diagnosis Pavilion. Did you prick the wrong acupuncture points?"

Du Mengran laughed heartily, and she laughed so hard that she leaned forward and backward and said:

"You are much more interesting than before, but I am a woman and I will not force you to do anything. If you don't like it, you can just be my cousin in the future."

Since the other party can accept it, Zhou Leng can naturally accept the change of identity. However, whether others can accept their husband becoming their cousin is another matter.

Zhou Leng looked at the other person with an expressionless face as he laughed heartily. After a while, the other person calmed down and said:

"I'm just kidding. I changed my name to Du Sheng. Don't call me by the wrong name in the future. If you call me my wife, she might misunderstand you at most. But if you call me by my original name, I guess I'll just kill her to silence her."

Zhou Leng hummed softly and stared at the other person expressionlessly the whole time.

Du Mengran, who had laughed enough, finally left tactfully.

Zhou Leng was the only one left in the room. He sighed dejectedly and slumped in his chair. He could only sigh that not all girls are likable.